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Date Posted: 16:31:46 08/19/03 Tue
Author: Wanda
Author Host/IP: 216.51.254.249
Subject: Second Generation - Part #42

PART #42

Ruth asked Mr. Robichard to come inside the home where they could talk more freely. When they reached the living room, Ruth asked if she could make coffee. Both Robichard and Delbert declined. Delbert said, “Mother, why don’t you sit down?” She looked at her son; and said, “I am so sorry I have not told you about your biological father; but your father and I were concerned for your well being. He left Pennsylvania with his family after staging his death, and I was told to remain silent as to his identity. He has provided money all through the years for our living expenses and for your education. Whether he saw you or not, he did love you; and called often to ask about you.” Delbert asked, “Mother, I do want to ask you a question. Did you love this man?” She answered, “Delbert, I was very young and impressionable when you were born. Sammie was handsome, and he was a powerful man. I was taken in by his charm. What we did was very wrong; and I regret that deeply because he did have a family. You are an entirely different story; I do not regret you for a moment. You have made my life worth living. I love you dearly. I will always be grateful for having you in my life.”

Delbert said, “I am glad to finally have some answers about my heritage. I have wondered why in all these years you have told me nothing. I thought it was too painful for you to tell me about my father, so I gave up trying to find out the truth.” Ruth broke down in tears; and Delbert put his arms around her. Robichard seemed very uncomfortable in the presence of these two people. He cleared his throat; and said, “Folks, this is personal, and I don’t feel I should be here for this. I do want to tell you Ruth that there are funds laid aside for you as well. There is a letter for you written by Mr. Pangallo. It has been in my office safe for a number of years. Mr. Pangallo always lived his life in fear that someone would figure out his true identity. He told me he wanted to take care of those he truly loved.”

Mr. Robichard reached into his briefcase; and pulled out a sealed letter, and handed it to Ruth. He said, “Ma’am no one knows about this letter except for you and your son, Delbert. That was another stipulation that Sammie made. He told me to tell you he never wanted his wife and daughter to know about this letter; and he wanted it to be destroyed in my presence after you have read it. Please feel free to read it privately, but bring it back so we can destroy it.”

Ruth took the letter, and walked to the kitchen where she sat down at the table. As she opened the letter it read, “Ruthie, my true love, I don’t know how to thank you for all you have done in raising our son. I wish we had met before Lenore and I had married. I did love you and our son, and I want you to know you will never be lacking for money to live your life comfortably. I have made arrangements for Delbert to be taken care of too, if that is a choice he makes. I would like for him to come to Lake Charles. The one stipulation is that he cannot be known as my son.

I have loved two women, you, and my daughter Lucia. Lenore and I were married by arrangement; and it was a mistake. She has always hated my life, and what it stood for. She was never willing to let it go. Ruth you were willing to accept me as Sammie Pangallo. That meant so much to me. Please do what may be difficult now; and that is to help Delbert know that I did love him too.

I’ll love you forever,
Sammie

Ruth put the letter back in the envelope and then called out, “Delbert, please come to the kitchen.” Delbert walked out to the kitchen; and she handed him the letter saying, “Please read this.” Delbert took the letter; and read through it. When he had finished, he handed it back to his mother who was crying softly. He lifted her from her chair, held her in his arms, and said, “Thank you for letting me read the letter. Now it is time to give it back so it can be destroyed.”

Ruth and her son walked back into the living room where Mr. Robichard waited with a metal paper can and matches. Ruth handed the letter to Mr. Robichard, who struck a match to the letter, setting it on fire. They both watched as the fire ate at the paper of the letter. The ashes fell into the paper can, and Mr. Robichard stood, held out his hand, and left.

To be continued...

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